Ineq (Dragons Of Kelon) (A Sci Fi Alien Weredragon Romance)

by Maia Starr

  “Oh my God. Alexandra, it is beautiful,” Camilla said.

  “Yes, it is. I don't think I could have asked for anything better.”

  “Of course not, a marine biologist getting married on the beach? That is like your wet dream,” she said.

  I laughed as we stood in front of a beautifully decorated beach. There were fishing nets in the trees decorated with many shells, creating a beautiful area for us to walk under as one net crossed to one tree and then the next. The white sand was laid out with flower petals, creating the path for us to walk down.

  At the end of the path stood my gorgeous fiancé, Ineq. He wore nothing but a blue loincloth and bare feet. His gorgeous muscular stature was on display for me to see. I hungered for him as soon as I saw him. The commander stood on the other side wearing the same thing. They smiled at us. Camilla and I looked at each other and smiled with a big sigh. It was like having presents waiting for us on Christmas morning. We were both very excited.

  Then the ceremonial drums began to beat. The crowd grew quiet. Camilla and I walked hand-in-hand over the flower path to our fiancés. When we reached them, Ineq took my hand. I stared into his gorgeous brown eyes. I thought they were beginning to water, but he was restraining himself. I found it very sweet. We held hands throughout the ceremony. It was short and sweet. Then we were married.

  The ceremony was followed by a grand feast. There was lots of seafood and fruit and vegetables to be had. There was also a lot of Hiwa, but both Camilla and I could not have it in our pregnant state. Something that my now-husband noticed.

  “I know why you are not drinking the Hiwa, wife,” he said as he sat next to me at a long table, the wedding table.

  “Yes, husband? I love saying that, husband,” I smiled.

  “I noticed Camilla is not drinking it either. Would there be a reason why?”

  I leaned over and whispered in his ear. “The same reason that I am not drinking it.”

  “That is excellent news! Now our offspring shall grow up the way Roan and I did. It is just as it should be.”

  “I agree with that, husband.”

  “I cannot wait to get you to the marriage bed, wife,” he growled in my ear.

  “I cannot wait either. I want you to take me, husband. Show me that I belong to you,” I said.

  He moaned, “I thought you would never ask.”

  We stood up and walked home, accepting congratulations along the way. When we got to the bottom of the tree that our hut was situated on, I stopped.

  “What? What is it?” he asked.

  “Will you fly me home?” It was the equivalent of being carried over the threshold on Earth, but this was way more exciting and sexy.

  “You want the dragon?”

  “Yes, I want my dragon,” I said trailing my fingers along his chest. He moaned.

  “Anything you want, wife,” he stepped away from me. He stared at me as he shifted. And if she became the hybrid Dragon. His wings spread out behind him spreading far and wide. His strong body seemed to become bigger, just a little bit. The patterned scales that appeared along his arm and shoulder and down the side we're beautiful to look at. I bit my lower lip as I looked at him. He was so damn sexy. He took two confident long steps toward me. Then he scooped me up into his arms. “You are mine now,” he said.

  “Then show me that I am yours,” I said. He let out a soft growl and then flew straight up along the tree. He flew into the large window in our hut. He laid me down gently on the bed.

  “Do you want me to stay the dragon?” he asked.

  “Absolutely,” I said. I stood up on the bed, ready to take off all my clothes, just as he liked me to do.

  “No, keep it on. Those are your marriage clothes, and you are my bride. I want to take you as my bride,” he said.

  “Yes, Captain,” I said leaving the dress on.

  He walked over to me, and I draped my arms around his neck. He kissed me passionately, and I kissed him back. His hands moved underneath the sheer dress and pushed the loincloth up to my waist. I moaned as his fingers slid along my wet slit, preparing me for his thick cock. I moaned wildly as I kissed his neck. Then he grabbed my thighs and wrapped my legs around him. He carried me like this, and I felt the tip of his cock press against my center. Then he slowly entered me. I moaned and was caught by surprise when he began to fly slowly up in the air. We were now having sex hovering mid-air. I laughed in delight. I was truly with my dragon husband now. The wind from his flapping wings hit my face, moving my hair. Then he began to sway his hips back and forth as he made love to me. I held onto his neck placing kisses on his chest.

  We exploded in ecstasy together. His warmth flooded me. Then he flew back down to the floor. He lay me gently on the bed and repeated something I had heard many times.

  “Don't relax too much. That was just the beginning. I am going to make you mine all night, Alexandra.”

  “I look forward to it, Captain,” I smiled.

  And we did. We made love all night and into the next day. We spent the whole week celebrating our love in bed in our vast hut in the tree tops.

  Two years had passed since our wedding. Camilla and I sat in the sand watching our toddlers play in the surf while holding newborn babies in our arms. We now had families.

  “Whalon! You are a great swimmer!” I shouted at my son in the surf playing with Camilla’s son, Varnok.

  “They are beautiful, aren't they?” Camilla said to me.

  “The most beautiful thing I have ever seen,” I said, looking at both of my children.

  “Can you believe we are mothers? College did not prepare us for this,” she said.

  “No, it did not. I still cannot believe it every day; we are blessed.”

  “Yes, look where we are. We are on a freaking alien planet!” She laughed.

  “And it is unbelievably beautiful here,” I said. “How lucky is that?”

  “It is like our vacation never ended. We went to a beach paradise and continued to live on a beach paradise forever. Who would have thought that day we were packing to go to Mexico would be the last time we packed ever?” she said.

  “But not our last drunken night together,” I laughed.

  “Yes, now that we have given birth to our second children, I am glad that we can partake in the Hiwa again. What did Ineq say about tonight?”

  “He agreed, not that he had any choice” I laughed.

  “Perfect!” she said. “Finally we get to have a girls’ night while the captain and commander watch the children. We are going to get drunk and swim and have a good time. Just like we did in Mexico,” she said.

  “Yes, only this time we will not be stealing a boat” I playfully said.

  “Stealing a boat? What are you two plotting?” We turned to see the captain and commander walking behind us. We laughed. They each gave us a kiss on the cheek. I handed my youngest son, Jerton, to Ineq. He cradled him in his arms. I took a step back and looked at him. Seeing him carrying such a fragile baby made my heart swell with joy. It was a beautiful view.

  “Father!” Whalon shouted as he ran to Ineq and hugged his leg. He was small but very strong and smart.

  “There you are, my son! Are you ready to go play with father this evening?”

  Whalon eagerly nodded his head.

  “Let’s go have some food,” Ineq said to Whalon. He kissed me on the cheek. Camilla said her goodbyes too. Then we stood there, two human females on an alien beach.

  “Shall we begin?” she said.

  “Absolutely!” I took off the sheer dress and ran out into the ocean waves. The cool water reminded me of swimming in Mexico, and for that night we were just two roommates having a grand time on vacation on an alien planet.

  The End(Flip page to read your bonus books!)

  HADEN: Dragons Of Udora

  (A Sci-Fi Alien Weredragon Romace)

  By Maia Starr

  Chapter One

  Sarra

  Everything was going swimmingly. Which, for me
, probably meant something was about to go wrong.

  That was life’s inevitable curse on me. I studied to become a reporter, and I ended up in diplomatic relations. I was finally making enough money to take care of my father, then he passed away. Such is life.

  The good luck I was referencing this day was the choosing ceremony. Each year, partial alien shifters called WereDragons would come to Earth to claim female mates. This used to be a more savage practice until Earth’s government decided to make a trade. They would line up the best possible breeders for the men to choose from, and in return, we could send scientists and research teams back to their planet Udora on year-long expeditions.

  It was a mutually beneficial partnership between their government, “The Koth,” and Earth. I work for Riddell, a space station and organization in charge of unifying Earth and Udora. I worked directly under their chief director, Zaphira Reneau. We operated not only the choosing ceremonies, but diplomatic visits to Udora to retain our preferred conditions of peace.

  Today, though, I was on the other side of the process. Today, I was chosen.

  “You are going to lose your mind,” came the squeaky voice of Anita Conlin. She was the chief agent for sending couples back to Udora after the choosing ceremonies. Basically, this was just a fancy title for passport control. Also, she was my best friend.

  “You’re going to be out of control for the first time ever, and it’s going to make you crazy,” she reiterated as she leaned against the check-in counter, swiping identity cards along with no interest as excited couples approached the partition.

  She looked over at me with her light brown hair and large brown eyes. She had the darkest, most enviable eyelashes I had ever seen. Her hair was crafted into an intricate bun, and her wide lips smiled with a chiding grin as she continued, “Admit it!”

  “Oh stop,” I grumbled with a half-hearted smile as I watched her work with little enthusiasm. I twirled my lanyard around my fingers and lost eye contact with her for just a moment. “It’s going to be fine.”

  “And you get to keep your job then, or is this it? Should I just say my goodbyes now and call it quits for this friendship?”

  A white dragon with long, elegant wings and deep black eyes stood at the counter with a gorgeous nurse on his muscular arm. He had spots of black and gold throughout his coloring, which was an unusual sight. He had just claimed the woman next to him an hour earlier. She had a blunt pixie cut and couldn’t seem to keep her hands off the shifter. She whispered in his ear and ran her hand down his body as he looked on with growing impatience with Anita.

  He held his official documents out in front of him, but Anita didn’t notice.

  “Good to know I’m that easy to forget!” I laughed.

  “That’s five years down the drain, I hope you know,” she chattered with mock indignity.

  “Shh,” I instructed in a whisper. “I’m keeping my job, okay? I’ll probably be back in a month or two.”

  “Whew!” She wiped her hand along her forehead.

  The white dragon huffed loudly and dropped his papers on the counter before turning back to glance at the growing line of couples, all anxious to get back on the shuttle and do some… coupling.

  “Anita,” I lectured and darted my eyes toward the queue.

  The couple behind the blonde pixie and her white dragon had gone from light pecking to full on petting and groping.

  “I guess I’d better get this moving before it starts getting X-rated in here,” she said and quickly grabbed the papers off the desk. She looked the documents over before hammering a digital stamp down on the papers and sending the couple on their way, proving once again how efficient she was at her job. When she paid attention.

  Anita stamped the next couple’s papers, but they didn’t seem to notice. Embroiled in their passions, Anita slammed the stamp down again and cleared her throat. “Honey!” she called out firmly. “Either give us a peep show or move along!”

  The couple, embarrassed, shuffled off while the rest of the room filled with hushed laughter at their expense.

  “Sluts,” she whispered with a roll of her eyes. “That’s so gonna be you, by the way.”

  “Hey!”

  “Hey, what? Oh, and have we mentioned that this is like a match made in heaven? You work with the space station, and he is a dignitary!”

  “I know.” I chuckled. “And here I thought my trips to Udora would always be full of meetings and check-ins.”

  She looked down at my match’s papers, already waiting at the desk for her to stamp through. Dignitaries got special treatment like that. She held his photo up and looked absolutely beguiled. “Does it bother you that he can’t show you around now?”

  “Around Udora?” I clarified and felt increasingly puzzled by the question. “No, why should it?”

  “That’s part of the fun!” she insisted. “Fun for him and for you. They love showing the ladies all the moss and the mountains, you know, as though we’ve never seen a blade of grass before. Then we swoon, and they feel proud,” she said with embellished gestures.

  “Hopefully that’s not all he wants to show me,” I said suggestively with a quick raise of my brows.

  “Or all you’ll be swooning about!” she added and we both burst into laughter usually reserved for women who were sharing a dirty secret.

  “It’s all very manly,” she continued. “Gets their tails wagging, if you know what I mean?”

  “You seem to have a lot of authority on this subject for someone who’s never actually been in a choosing ceremony.”

  “I’m with Christopher!” she said, incensed. “Besides, just because I’ve never been chosen doesn’t mean I’ve never jumped between the sheets with a shifter.” She snickered and my face flushed at the sentiment. Then she looked horrified. “Please don’t tell Zaphira,” she said through gritted teeth; her eyes wide. “She would kill me. Figuratively. Maybe.”

  I giggled and waved her off. “No worries. Speaking of Zaphira, though, she really didn’t seem too jazzed about all this.”

  “Does she ever? Zaphira was the one who started this whole thing to begin with, so she’ll really have a lot of nerve saying anything about it.”

  “She’s down on the whole process, all the time, every time,” I snapped. “Do you know she actually took me aside and told me not to take my ‘reporters cap’ off?”

  Anita gave me a blank stare before her brows furrowed up into confusion. “What does that mean?”

  “Who knows?”

  “She’s probably just scared you’ll fall madly in love with sexy shifter Haden and spill all her dirty little secrets.”

  I backed against the counter behind me and hoisted myself on top of the desk. She wasn’t wrong. I’d been accompanying Zaphira on meetings to Udora for six years now, ever since my 22nd birthday. I knew firsthand the relationship between Earth and the Koth. I knew the struggles they’d overcome to make the choosing ceremonies continue; the scandals.

  I would have thought of myself as her confidant, of sorts, if Zaphira was the type to confide. Still, I knew how she liked her coffee and eventually knew how to run her operation just the way she liked it.

  It was Zaphira’s job as the ambassador of Riddell, the organization put in place to maintain peace with Udora, to ensure everything ran smoothly between our planets. It was my job to do frequent journeys and monthly call-ins with the Koth to make sure Udora was still a safe space for humans to breed.

  Funny. I’d used that term hundreds of times in the past. ‘Breeders.' That expression seemed so cold now that I was considered one of the breeders.

  “So, are you coming with?” I asked, now desperate to change the subject.

  “To your lovemaking swoon fest?” She winked. “I’ll pass.”

  “No, idiot, to Udora.”

  “Oh thaaat,” she said while drawing out her vowels. “Yes dear, of course. Why?” she asked suddenly, rushing my bag through security and then tossing it back over to me. “You itching
for a chaperone?”

  “Oh yes, that is me.”

  “So, you ever met prince charming before?”

  I shook my head. I’d met enough dignitaries by now to have forged a few friendship on the mountainous planet, but never Haden.

  I’d been a reporter before Zaphira brought me into Riddell. She’d read several of my pieces regarding a different planet and its geopolitical drama and decided to scoop me up into her fold. I’d gladly accepted, of course. I wasn’t the only woman, nor reporter, who wanted to jump at the chance to meet the Koth.

  There had even been several occasions where I’d flirted with the higher ups in passing. Partially to stroke my ego, partially to pass the time, and partially because they were so incredibly sexy.

  “Seriously, though,” Anita huffed, jostling me away from my thoughts as she spun in her black leather office chair. “Please don’t be one of those girls who runs off and sleeps with the shifter on the first day. Those couples are never happy.”

  “I think it’s kind of romantic,” I said.